Casing lets loose the weather gets in heavy the walls with years of abuse Exhaust from the street below

Haunting the snowcone uniform I am kept warm Inside the swarm of intellects' in… A hive hyper cortex of content Streaming animated honey

The sky is full of thieves Long white breaths that leave scar… The kids call them clouds They aren’t threatened like I am When they look up

Believe it or not there aren’t any… People pass through, take pictures… and that’s it I come out here on Mondays watch the small trucks come

Seagrass, like it was, dew solidly… to everything in the vase Glass surfaces, inward for a momen… There is no air in the shape of th… only in the absence

However, and it’s not said mentioned or overheard It is misread on an advertisement lines on walls, names with symbols numbers in the dark

“...once among the men in Catylon, I glanced up from following my own boot-tops as I had all along the pathways from Operyoa. They were unafraid faces, simple, but not without understan...

The porch is full of rain. It’s a back porch, with a roof that leaks some, but the view of the marsh grass makes sitting out there worthwhile. I don’t sit out there when it rains, thoug...

Flags draw her in close A Spanish moss forming next to radiant bark feels warm but quiescent Unmoving

[part I] Mirrors only reflect the present they’re useless for progress or no… More to the point There is much more